The rage in my eyes is just your reflection
I'm lacking emotion in wide eyed death
The blade in my chest won't escape it is stuck
Holding on to your last gift to me
your face like mine is alarmed and contorted
You cannot hide what you have done
Decision to run is a revelation
Fearing the odour of my rotting breath
I no longer feel fear
You're running scared
I no longer shed tears
You're eyes run like water
My pain and your glory
Were all to brief
Now I am gone
Only you can feel grief
My last gift to you